@Xanadu
Went through the background and fleshed out Hann as a person a bit! I hope it's a good edit and shows how Hann had become detached from her own emotions.
"I like being away from all the action. It allows me to think it's all a game."
A P P E A R A N C E
B A C K G R O U N D
S K I L L S
E Q U I P M E N T
A B I L I T I E S
PSYCH PROFILE
T R A I T S
V I C E S
H A U N T
D R I V E
Went through the background and fleshed out Hann as a person a bit! I hope it's a good edit and shows how Hann had become detached from her own emotions.
Hann'Ceedda nar Jalazi
⟁ 24 ⟁ Female ⟁ Quarian ⟁Infiltrator
⟁ 24 ⟁ Female ⟁ Quarian ⟁Infiltrator
"I like being away from all the action. It allows me to think it's all a game."
A P P E A R A N C E
Hann’Ceedda is not an incredibly tall individual standing at just about 5’5” and there is little more she has to despise about herself, other than the standard quarian immune system. Her environmental suit has a predominately light gray coloration patterned with a slightly darker variation of gray and a white which resembles a digital camouflage. The main body of her suit is black with a dark grey elongated hexagonal patterned going all the way down and around the proper body suit. However, her environmental suit has a distinguishable change in that the light on the filter of her mask is not on, never has been and never will be, better for hiding that way.
Through her mask can be seen two glowing eyes and while her facial features are as hidden as any other quarians, Hann’Ceedda’s face can be described as a fairly beautiful young woman. Her lips may not be as full as another woman but her face is heart-shaped and her eyes are a bit narrower than most. Hann’Ceedda has soft cheekbones and there is no blemish or imperfection that can be caused by fights due to the simple fact that it has not felt anything outside of her helmet. The hair under her helmet can be described as a blackened and short cut, barely going past her chin and her bangs neatly kept away from her eyes as to not obstruct anything she might be viewing.
Moving onto her body, it is lithe and combined with her short stature makes her a fairly decent choice for getting into smaller places and hiding. Hann’Ceedda is toned from years of exercise and her thin body mostly comprises of muscle as she takes great care of her form.
Through her mask can be seen two glowing eyes and while her facial features are as hidden as any other quarians, Hann’Ceedda’s face can be described as a fairly beautiful young woman. Her lips may not be as full as another woman but her face is heart-shaped and her eyes are a bit narrower than most. Hann’Ceedda has soft cheekbones and there is no blemish or imperfection that can be caused by fights due to the simple fact that it has not felt anything outside of her helmet. The hair under her helmet can be described as a blackened and short cut, barely going past her chin and her bangs neatly kept away from her eyes as to not obstruct anything she might be viewing.
Moving onto her body, it is lithe and combined with her short stature makes her a fairly decent choice for getting into smaller places and hiding. Hann’Ceedda is toned from years of exercise and her thin body mostly comprises of muscle as she takes great care of her form.
B A C K G R O U N D
Old Times
Hann’Ceedda was born in the year 2155 CE aboard the ship known simply as the Jalazi, a small transport ship that was actually outside of the Migrant Fleet. Her parents were exiles from the Migrant Fleet as her mother, Mehi’Wiss Vas Rica, was found to be a traitor after a tragic mistake when she nearly compromised her ship’s defense systems by introducing a VI to optimize those defense systems instead had a glitch that nearly broadcasted the system and its weaknesses across space, but it was caught in time when one of the ship's council members managed to isolate the VI when Mehi’Wiss notified him. This, however, did not go over well with the other council members.
Upon her exile, Hann’Ceedda’s father, Roto’Ceedda Vas Rica, took the exile to stay with the one he had loved. One of the Council members, Jila'Rin vas Yeema, who had tried to argue for Mehi to be forgiven, gifted the couple a small ship, the Jalazi, and rations to live out their lives in the galaxy. When Hann’Ceedda was born Mehi’Wiss contracted an illness and shortly died a few weeks after, leaving Roto’Ceedda to be a single father. While Roto could have gone back to the flotilla, he did consider himself an exile as he had taken that punishment upon himself along with the fact that he did not view the Admiralty as being fair to Mehi’Wiss. This meant that Hann’Ceedda grew up with very limited interactions with members of her own species outside of her father. However, the two made the most of their lives and from a young age, Roto’Ceedda instilled the same niche traits of programming that her mother had. Though Roto was never able to truly compare to Mehi’Wiss’s abilities, he managed to spark Hann’Ceedda’s interest.
She loved the time she got to spent practicing what her mother had done in the past and took to it with a great passion as her father would always help her when he had the time. Overall though, the relationship between Hann and her father was a rather disconnected one as, while she loved her father and deeply desired to spend more time with him, Roto always seemed to be caught up in some form of work. The two did spend time together as they were aboard a ship together, but Hann never did get to see what her father was like outside of his work and overall busyness. That does not mean he did not try, but the time did leave for a desire of more than Roto could just not provide while being a work-focused individual. This was very much something Hann did not like, leading to her trying to get his attention in the few moments he wasn’t consumed by work.
In the time to herself, Hann did her best to entertain herself by playing with dolls, practicing her mother’s work, and surfing the Extranet. It was all in a desperate bid to not be boredom her travels, but the Extranet did buy her a new escape, music. Hann would play this music all the time and she used it to entertain herself when her father got busy. She loved the music and it quickly became one of her favorite things in the galaxy that nothing would be able to take away from her, provided no one decided to destroy the Extranet.
The two continued to live as nomads, though they had become scrap traders of some degree as they had to learn the basics of the Alliance’s economy rather quickly in order to make a living. Hann was too little to understand the basics of an economy but she took to it as she grew older, namely due to necessity and her father’s teachings. This was their life up until 2164 CE when Roto took up living as an engineer for a krogan mercenary group, fixing their weapons and armor in exchange for a small portion of their money whenever they accepted a job. Life for Hann was hard in this krogan group, namely through the fact that Hann barely got to have quality time with her father and this drive her to begin to try and make friends with the large, aggressive Krogans. From her times, she can name a few experiences when they dared her to steal something from another, such as ammunition or a gun in general, which normally got her in trouble with the other Krogan, thus she started a trend of lies so that way she wouldn’t have to be physically punished, as was often a quick kick to the chest or a smack across the helmet. While the rough treatment proved to be harsh for a young child, it taught her to be light on her feet and always moving to avoid being caught. Those punishments often led to Roto needing to repair Hann’s suit or treat her sickness as best she could, but the experiences did make her hardier than the average Quarian so she would never complain. Though Roto attempted to limit the interaction between his daughter and the group as a whole, wanting to keep his daughter away from any danger as her mother would have wanted, there was little he could do since he was around them for a long while given the pay was the most he had seen and was worth sitting through as long as Hann listened, which most of the time she didn’t since Roto would pay more attention to her if she bent the rules.
This was Roto and Hann’s life for roughly five years until Hann was caught being taught how to shoot weapons at the age of fourteen. Though the krogans had begun to teach Hann when she was eleven behind Roto’s back whenever he got busy with work. The krogans, namely Wakmor, who had grown to like Hann over the years, had seen it as a necessary thing for a child to learn, especially given how the mercenaries tended to bring danger with them wherever they went. Yet, Hann agreed with Wakmor rather than her father, knowing the galaxy is filled with many dangers and with the two constantly traveling with a mercenary group, they needed to know how to fight. This event caused a rather large rift between Roto and the Krogans, and it left a bad taste in Hann’s mouth, though she never stopped learning how to properly use weapons even despite her father’s orders. Such talks to sway her out of the training typically included, ‘You will always be safe on the ship’, ‘This is not what your mother would have wanted’, and ‘the Krogan just want to use you when you get older’, yet, Hann never listened as Roto just wasn’t seen as authorities figure to her at that point. Eventually, it all boiled over in a one-sided fistfight between Roto and one of the mercenaries that were going over the basic practice of sniper usage with Hann. The only reason that Roto was not killed was that the Krogan, Wakmor, knew that if Roto died there would be little the other Krogan could do to take care of Hann as none of them knew how to care for a Quarian child and Roto simply wasn’t worth killing.
While no one died, Roto did take Hann and abandon the Krogan. Within the rare time they shared, Hann revealed that she had just wanted to be with him and that it was his fault for how things turned out. In defeat, Roto took Hann to the Flotilla in a bid to keep Hann away from harm. It was a day of sadness as while the Migrant Fleet accepted Hann into their ranks, Roto refused to go with her given he had become an exile with Mehi. Hann had yet to hear a single word from her father since that day, though she does attempt to contact him through a myriad of ways that have failed. Additionally, life with her own species proved difficult to acclimate to as she had become used to the harsh, aggressive nature of the krogans that she had grown up knowing. Though among her kind, Hann was able to learn what her mother had been able to do and she followed in those footsteps, practicing her abilities and honing them so that she may understand code and files, as well as her mother, had. The time within the Flotilla was also a time of reflection, finding that she had been too harsh to her father and realizing that what had transpired was her own fault. Hann felt the need to apologize to him and make amends for her words.
When Hann had turned seventeen, only being with the migrant fleet for almost two years, she opted to start on her Pilgrimage so that she may be considered an adult by her people. However, when she left the fleet, she immediately put all the skills she had learned to re-establish a connection with an old krogan friend, Wakmor. Hann used him to attempt to find out where her father’s trail had gone, though Wakmor proved little help.
For over a year, Hann attempted to find the trail of her father, traveling to any system that she remembered from her youth and offering services in retrieving data to make enough credits to continue traveling and surviving. It was frustrating for Hann, who only had dead ends to show for her efforts. At times, she felt like giving up, but her passion to reunite with her father pushed her forward.
In 2173 CE, Hann found a clue of her father’s whereabouts which pointed her to Omega, the hive of scum and villainy itself. Knowing that it may be a suicide run for her, she turned to a group that she had known for a long time, the Damned Ashes, the krogan mercenary group. She knew them to be a fierce group, despite the rift between them and her father, she knew they would be the best choice due to the fact that they were not only Krogan, but skilled Krogan. Hann contacted them under a false name, merely known as Splinter, as to not stir up any past aggression they may have still bared towards her father. With all the money she had accumulated and any services she could have offered them, Hann had managed to get her old friends to aid her aboard Omega.
When they had reached Omega, the group immediately ran into resistance from the local gangs, as the Krogans were already causing trouble and holding guns to anyone and questioning them on where they were holding a hostage, though Hann did her best to mediate any conflict to avoid turning a misunderstanding into an all-out gang war. It took a few days, but Hann did manage to get into contact with a Salarian named Vigern, a local gun runner, who had come into contact with Roto and as it turned out, he was still in Omega. The downside was that he was being held by a gang who had a brilliant idea to try and ransom him back to the Migrant Fleet, whom they had failed to come into contact with.
Having no money, Hann knew she would never be able to afford whatever ridiculous prices the gang attempted to ask from the Flotilla. However, she did have a group of Krogan that were eager for a fight. Hann led the Krogan against the gang, initiating a fierce battle at the gang’s headquarters in the Gozu district. Hann took her old training to heart, shooting from vantage points and coordinating with the Krogan to maximize their use as practical tanks. Eventually, Hann and the krogans managed to breach the headquarters, moving through tight quarters and slaughtering those who opposed them. It was in this attack that Hann found that she did not enjoy the act of killing, but she knew that she had to if she wanted to see her father again.
Hann did manage to come across her father, but the state she found him in was one that made Hann cry more than she ever had before. Roto was chained, malnourished, sick, and atrophied to the point where he was hardly recognizable without his suit. It was the last time Hann would share any words with her father, being told that she should live to find life wherever she wanted so long as she does not have to struggle. That was the life that Roto wanted for Hann, and after those words, Hann took it upon herself to put her father out of his misery, that being his final request and knowing that he would not survive no matter how much Hann tried to help him.
After that event, Hann paid off her debt to the Damned Ashed for three years as a data broker and as an assassin. The Krogan has become impressed with this ‘Splinter’ and her ability to shoot with her sniper, so given she was in debt to them, they made use of her skills. She was twenty-one when she had finally gotten rid of her debt, her hands being riddled in blood and death by the time she was able to call herself free. Though through the blood and mercenary work, Hann had become a more detached individual, no longer viewing the death she brought as bad but now more as an afterthought. In that freedom that she considered returning to the Migrant Fleet to fulfill her pilgrimage, but knowing that she would not belong due to her work of death, abstained from the idea.
Hann would go onto to reclaim the Jalazi, as her father had sold it on Omega to make ends meet. Luckily for her, she knew how to track it as it was most likely one of the only Quarian ships to be used in Omega. This led her right to the Citadel, where she found it had been impounded by C-Sec for smuggling illegal weapons. Hann had to hack into C-Sec’s security network to make the ship appear as stolen and that the Quarian who owned it was going to retrieve it soon, such work was hard given the tight security that C-Sec had, but she managed to pull it off by the skin of her teeth. She had infiltrated C-Sec and only did what she needed, to reclaim something from her past and cling onto it for some time.
Then she was free, living as her people had and becoming a nomad for two more years as she processed all the things she had done and continued to grieve for her father. It was a time for her to clear her mind and decide on what she wanted to do with her life now that she could do whatever she wanted. Eventually, she grew tired of the nomadic life and began to look back into her old work as a mercenary, though she did not plan to return to the predominantly Krogan group. There were too many memories for her to have to face that she would rather not.
After some looking around and selling the Jalazi for some cushion money, and to separate herself from her past, she found work with the crew of the Achilles, offering her services as a sniper and hacker. She had become so desensitized and detached from the killing that she did not seem to care about it all that much and felt that wasting her potential as a sniper was probably not in the best interest of the crew. Then, it was merely time that will tell whether she will drift away as she did from the other groups.
Hann’Ceedda was born in the year 2155 CE aboard the ship known simply as the Jalazi, a small transport ship that was actually outside of the Migrant Fleet. Her parents were exiles from the Migrant Fleet as her mother, Mehi’Wiss Vas Rica, was found to be a traitor after a tragic mistake when she nearly compromised her ship’s defense systems by introducing a VI to optimize those defense systems instead had a glitch that nearly broadcasted the system and its weaknesses across space, but it was caught in time when one of the ship's council members managed to isolate the VI when Mehi’Wiss notified him. This, however, did not go over well with the other council members.
Upon her exile, Hann’Ceedda’s father, Roto’Ceedda Vas Rica, took the exile to stay with the one he had loved. One of the Council members, Jila'Rin vas Yeema, who had tried to argue for Mehi to be forgiven, gifted the couple a small ship, the Jalazi, and rations to live out their lives in the galaxy. When Hann’Ceedda was born Mehi’Wiss contracted an illness and shortly died a few weeks after, leaving Roto’Ceedda to be a single father. While Roto could have gone back to the flotilla, he did consider himself an exile as he had taken that punishment upon himself along with the fact that he did not view the Admiralty as being fair to Mehi’Wiss. This meant that Hann’Ceedda grew up with very limited interactions with members of her own species outside of her father. However, the two made the most of their lives and from a young age, Roto’Ceedda instilled the same niche traits of programming that her mother had. Though Roto was never able to truly compare to Mehi’Wiss’s abilities, he managed to spark Hann’Ceedda’s interest.
She loved the time she got to spent practicing what her mother had done in the past and took to it with a great passion as her father would always help her when he had the time. Overall though, the relationship between Hann and her father was a rather disconnected one as, while she loved her father and deeply desired to spend more time with him, Roto always seemed to be caught up in some form of work. The two did spend time together as they were aboard a ship together, but Hann never did get to see what her father was like outside of his work and overall busyness. That does not mean he did not try, but the time did leave for a desire of more than Roto could just not provide while being a work-focused individual. This was very much something Hann did not like, leading to her trying to get his attention in the few moments he wasn’t consumed by work.
In the time to herself, Hann did her best to entertain herself by playing with dolls, practicing her mother’s work, and surfing the Extranet. It was all in a desperate bid to not be boredom her travels, but the Extranet did buy her a new escape, music. Hann would play this music all the time and she used it to entertain herself when her father got busy. She loved the music and it quickly became one of her favorite things in the galaxy that nothing would be able to take away from her, provided no one decided to destroy the Extranet.
The two continued to live as nomads, though they had become scrap traders of some degree as they had to learn the basics of the Alliance’s economy rather quickly in order to make a living. Hann was too little to understand the basics of an economy but she took to it as she grew older, namely due to necessity and her father’s teachings. This was their life up until 2164 CE when Roto took up living as an engineer for a krogan mercenary group, fixing their weapons and armor in exchange for a small portion of their money whenever they accepted a job. Life for Hann was hard in this krogan group, namely through the fact that Hann barely got to have quality time with her father and this drive her to begin to try and make friends with the large, aggressive Krogans. From her times, she can name a few experiences when they dared her to steal something from another, such as ammunition or a gun in general, which normally got her in trouble with the other Krogan, thus she started a trend of lies so that way she wouldn’t have to be physically punished, as was often a quick kick to the chest or a smack across the helmet. While the rough treatment proved to be harsh for a young child, it taught her to be light on her feet and always moving to avoid being caught. Those punishments often led to Roto needing to repair Hann’s suit or treat her sickness as best she could, but the experiences did make her hardier than the average Quarian so she would never complain. Though Roto attempted to limit the interaction between his daughter and the group as a whole, wanting to keep his daughter away from any danger as her mother would have wanted, there was little he could do since he was around them for a long while given the pay was the most he had seen and was worth sitting through as long as Hann listened, which most of the time she didn’t since Roto would pay more attention to her if she bent the rules.
This was Roto and Hann’s life for roughly five years until Hann was caught being taught how to shoot weapons at the age of fourteen. Though the krogans had begun to teach Hann when she was eleven behind Roto’s back whenever he got busy with work. The krogans, namely Wakmor, who had grown to like Hann over the years, had seen it as a necessary thing for a child to learn, especially given how the mercenaries tended to bring danger with them wherever they went. Yet, Hann agreed with Wakmor rather than her father, knowing the galaxy is filled with many dangers and with the two constantly traveling with a mercenary group, they needed to know how to fight. This event caused a rather large rift between Roto and the Krogans, and it left a bad taste in Hann’s mouth, though she never stopped learning how to properly use weapons even despite her father’s orders. Such talks to sway her out of the training typically included, ‘You will always be safe on the ship’, ‘This is not what your mother would have wanted’, and ‘the Krogan just want to use you when you get older’, yet, Hann never listened as Roto just wasn’t seen as authorities figure to her at that point. Eventually, it all boiled over in a one-sided fistfight between Roto and one of the mercenaries that were going over the basic practice of sniper usage with Hann. The only reason that Roto was not killed was that the Krogan, Wakmor, knew that if Roto died there would be little the other Krogan could do to take care of Hann as none of them knew how to care for a Quarian child and Roto simply wasn’t worth killing.
While no one died, Roto did take Hann and abandon the Krogan. Within the rare time they shared, Hann revealed that she had just wanted to be with him and that it was his fault for how things turned out. In defeat, Roto took Hann to the Flotilla in a bid to keep Hann away from harm. It was a day of sadness as while the Migrant Fleet accepted Hann into their ranks, Roto refused to go with her given he had become an exile with Mehi. Hann had yet to hear a single word from her father since that day, though she does attempt to contact him through a myriad of ways that have failed. Additionally, life with her own species proved difficult to acclimate to as she had become used to the harsh, aggressive nature of the krogans that she had grown up knowing. Though among her kind, Hann was able to learn what her mother had been able to do and she followed in those footsteps, practicing her abilities and honing them so that she may understand code and files, as well as her mother, had. The time within the Flotilla was also a time of reflection, finding that she had been too harsh to her father and realizing that what had transpired was her own fault. Hann felt the need to apologize to him and make amends for her words.
When Hann had turned seventeen, only being with the migrant fleet for almost two years, she opted to start on her Pilgrimage so that she may be considered an adult by her people. However, when she left the fleet, she immediately put all the skills she had learned to re-establish a connection with an old krogan friend, Wakmor. Hann used him to attempt to find out where her father’s trail had gone, though Wakmor proved little help.
For over a year, Hann attempted to find the trail of her father, traveling to any system that she remembered from her youth and offering services in retrieving data to make enough credits to continue traveling and surviving. It was frustrating for Hann, who only had dead ends to show for her efforts. At times, she felt like giving up, but her passion to reunite with her father pushed her forward.
In 2173 CE, Hann found a clue of her father’s whereabouts which pointed her to Omega, the hive of scum and villainy itself. Knowing that it may be a suicide run for her, she turned to a group that she had known for a long time, the Damned Ashes, the krogan mercenary group. She knew them to be a fierce group, despite the rift between them and her father, she knew they would be the best choice due to the fact that they were not only Krogan, but skilled Krogan. Hann contacted them under a false name, merely known as Splinter, as to not stir up any past aggression they may have still bared towards her father. With all the money she had accumulated and any services she could have offered them, Hann had managed to get her old friends to aid her aboard Omega.
When they had reached Omega, the group immediately ran into resistance from the local gangs, as the Krogans were already causing trouble and holding guns to anyone and questioning them on where they were holding a hostage, though Hann did her best to mediate any conflict to avoid turning a misunderstanding into an all-out gang war. It took a few days, but Hann did manage to get into contact with a Salarian named Vigern, a local gun runner, who had come into contact with Roto and as it turned out, he was still in Omega. The downside was that he was being held by a gang who had a brilliant idea to try and ransom him back to the Migrant Fleet, whom they had failed to come into contact with.
Having no money, Hann knew she would never be able to afford whatever ridiculous prices the gang attempted to ask from the Flotilla. However, she did have a group of Krogan that were eager for a fight. Hann led the Krogan against the gang, initiating a fierce battle at the gang’s headquarters in the Gozu district. Hann took her old training to heart, shooting from vantage points and coordinating with the Krogan to maximize their use as practical tanks. Eventually, Hann and the krogans managed to breach the headquarters, moving through tight quarters and slaughtering those who opposed them. It was in this attack that Hann found that she did not enjoy the act of killing, but she knew that she had to if she wanted to see her father again.
Hann did manage to come across her father, but the state she found him in was one that made Hann cry more than she ever had before. Roto was chained, malnourished, sick, and atrophied to the point where he was hardly recognizable without his suit. It was the last time Hann would share any words with her father, being told that she should live to find life wherever she wanted so long as she does not have to struggle. That was the life that Roto wanted for Hann, and after those words, Hann took it upon herself to put her father out of his misery, that being his final request and knowing that he would not survive no matter how much Hann tried to help him.
After that event, Hann paid off her debt to the Damned Ashed for three years as a data broker and as an assassin. The Krogan has become impressed with this ‘Splinter’ and her ability to shoot with her sniper, so given she was in debt to them, they made use of her skills. She was twenty-one when she had finally gotten rid of her debt, her hands being riddled in blood and death by the time she was able to call herself free. Though through the blood and mercenary work, Hann had become a more detached individual, no longer viewing the death she brought as bad but now more as an afterthought. In that freedom that she considered returning to the Migrant Fleet to fulfill her pilgrimage, but knowing that she would not belong due to her work of death, abstained from the idea.
Hann would go onto to reclaim the Jalazi, as her father had sold it on Omega to make ends meet. Luckily for her, she knew how to track it as it was most likely one of the only Quarian ships to be used in Omega. This led her right to the Citadel, where she found it had been impounded by C-Sec for smuggling illegal weapons. Hann had to hack into C-Sec’s security network to make the ship appear as stolen and that the Quarian who owned it was going to retrieve it soon, such work was hard given the tight security that C-Sec had, but she managed to pull it off by the skin of her teeth. She had infiltrated C-Sec and only did what she needed, to reclaim something from her past and cling onto it for some time.
Then she was free, living as her people had and becoming a nomad for two more years as she processed all the things she had done and continued to grieve for her father. It was a time for her to clear her mind and decide on what she wanted to do with her life now that she could do whatever she wanted. Eventually, she grew tired of the nomadic life and began to look back into her old work as a mercenary, though she did not plan to return to the predominantly Krogan group. There were too many memories for her to have to face that she would rather not.
After some looking around and selling the Jalazi for some cushion money, and to separate herself from her past, she found work with the crew of the Achilles, offering her services as a sniper and hacker. She had become so desensitized and detached from the killing that she did not seem to care about it all that much and felt that wasting her potential as a sniper was probably not in the best interest of the crew. Then, it was merely time that will tell whether she will drift away as she did from the other groups.
S K I L L S
"Keelah, how many passwords does a security system need?!"
Hann’Ceedda, first and foremost, is someone who can bring a lot of electronics expertise to the metaphorical table, being about to find the inner workings of a VI and pull the strings of one given enough time and effort. In a pinch, she can maintain some calm and focus on hacking so long as she is not the one being directly shot at. That said, she is proficient in the art of getting into security systems, she can pull vital information, and doing just about anything she can with her Omni-Tool.
Outside of the realm of hacking, Hann’Ceedda knows her way around a ship, not an expert on everything, but she knows how to repair systems if they are in dire need of them and get any system to be functional. She is a decent repairman, doing what she can to make sure nothing is absurdly broken or inoperable. However, being no expert, she cannot make any modifications, or calibrations, to systems without further outside help.
Additionally, Hann’Ceedda is a woman who knows her way around a sniper, having been taught from a relatively young age makes her highly trained in the weapon. While, for a time, she had gone without practice within the Flotilla, Hann is nonetheless skilled and proficient with these weapons. She is known to be on mark most of the time, though being under fire and other stressful factors have been known to hamper her accuracy. Despite this, Hann is able to fire at exceptionally long ranges, leading shots, and other factors from a vantage point with ease while she is focused on her target. This skill, to a lesser extent, goes to her pistols as well, though it's more of a flare as a sort of quick-draw more than any true skill, at least she can still shoot it.
Hann’Ceedda, first and foremost, is someone who can bring a lot of electronics expertise to the metaphorical table, being about to find the inner workings of a VI and pull the strings of one given enough time and effort. In a pinch, she can maintain some calm and focus on hacking so long as she is not the one being directly shot at. That said, she is proficient in the art of getting into security systems, she can pull vital information, and doing just about anything she can with her Omni-Tool.
Outside of the realm of hacking, Hann’Ceedda knows her way around a ship, not an expert on everything, but she knows how to repair systems if they are in dire need of them and get any system to be functional. She is a decent repairman, doing what she can to make sure nothing is absurdly broken or inoperable. However, being no expert, she cannot make any modifications, or calibrations, to systems without further outside help.
Additionally, Hann’Ceedda is a woman who knows her way around a sniper, having been taught from a relatively young age makes her highly trained in the weapon. While, for a time, she had gone without practice within the Flotilla, Hann is nonetheless skilled and proficient with these weapons. She is known to be on mark most of the time, though being under fire and other stressful factors have been known to hamper her accuracy. Despite this, Hann is able to fire at exceptionally long ranges, leading shots, and other factors from a vantage point with ease while she is focused on her target. This skill, to a lesser extent, goes to her pistols as well, though it's more of a flare as a sort of quick-draw more than any true skill, at least she can still shoot it.
E Q U I P M E N T
Quarian Envirosuit
Rosenkov M-97 Viper
Elanus Risk Control M-3 Predator
Sirta Foundation Chameleon Tools Omni-Tool
Hann’s Envirosuit is practically a second skin for her, as it is for all Quarians, while it is not armored like the marines of the Migrant Fleet, it does protect her from most environmental threats. The suit also comes with a VI which monitors her health and well being, but also designed to give her a heads-up display on enemies and can zoom in along with her sniper.
Rosenkov M-97 Viper
The M-97 Viper, developed by Rosenkov Materials, is perhaps one of the more odd choice for a sniper given the lower damage per shot. However, this lower damage is offset by its effectiveness against armored targets, it is also one of the only snipers that is also effective against shields and biotic barriers. The weapon is also semi-automatic, allowing for a quicker follow-up shot rather than needing to be reloaded after a single shot like the M-92 Viper. As an addition to the weapon, the scope can display to Hann’s visor so that she may not have to constantly put the scope up to her visor in an awkward fashion.
Elanus Risk Control M-3 Predator
A relatively inexpensive pistol, the M-3 Predator is a rapid-fire weapon that is rather ineffective against shields and biotic barriers. Yet, it proves to be a reliable side-arm when in a pinch and Hann does not seek to use it too often. So long as she shoots first.
Sirta Foundation Chameleon Tools Omni-Tool
The Chameleon Tool was purchased by Hann shortly before joining the Achilles, perhaps out of a thematic choice than a practical one. Though, the Omni-Tool is still capable of allowing Hann to do what she does best, giving her a way to get into things that others would rather not.
A B I L I T I E S
- Decryption
- Sabotage
- Tactical Cloak
- Assassination
PSYCH PROFILE
T R A I T S
- Positive
- Focused
- Passionate
- Precise
Negative - Detached
- Quarrelsome
- Dishonest
V I C E S
Cleaning
Old Music
Hann has developed a habit to clean virtually anything, namely her guns or quarters, but this has been known to extend to hallways and other areas. When she gets into cleaning, there is very little that will stop her save for being called for a mission or having some other pressing matters that require her immediate attention. She developed this habit, not simply from being a Quarian, but because it provides her a means to focus on something other than her past, mainly her father and her people. For her, an escape is a means to hide from the things she does not want to face, even if that would mean lining up a bunch of sticks in an order of size.
Old Music
Hann is a fan of the classics and she loves to listen to them, while this would mainly be human music from the late 1900s and early 2000s, it does extend to other cultures as well. She has a strange fixation to that old human music to the point where she will listen to it while even on missions. When she is posted up in a vantage point, Hann will likely have some old music like “Southern NIghts” or, perhaps one of her favorite songs, “Mr. Blue Sky”. This has been developed through her time of surfing the Extranet, and she uses it as a means to desensitize herself from killing others. The music allows her to treat it more as a game than a true problem of morality.
H A U N T
The Shuttle Bay
Hann gravitated towards the shuttle bay, having an area that she tends to keep thoroughly sanitized and organized beyond what someone would actively call normal. In this little bubble, she tends to shoo people off with their contaminants and if they wish to talk to her they can wait outside of a specific line. At least she had the courtesy of putting some basic chairs in a substantially smaller area which is so aptly named the ‘Waiting Area”.
The original space was where tool storage was, but that had since been moved to accommodate herself. Now the three-walled area has been converted to resemble a small, confined bedroom with a sleeping bag placed on the floor and an organized assortment of cleaning supplies, books, and pictures of her father and mother. Additionally, there is a music player from which she will be streaming music on a never-ending basis, rather than constantly playing it within her helmet.
The original space was where tool storage was, but that had since been moved to accommodate herself. Now the three-walled area has been converted to resemble a small, confined bedroom with a sleeping bag placed on the floor and an organized assortment of cleaning supplies, books, and pictures of her father and mother. Additionally, there is a music player from which she will be streaming music on a never-ending basis, rather than constantly playing it within her helmet.
D R I V E
After finding and executing her father, there was little drive that Hann had for going on and she had fallen into a depression while she worked from the Krogan. When she had reunited with the Jalazi one last time, Hann decided to live by her father’s words and find a life to live without any struggle. The life she dreams of is a life where she can finally retire to a planet and do absolutely nothing for the rest for her life; no space travel, no data running, no mercenary work. For that, she needs enough money to support being able to do absolutely nothing for a good long while so that she could have a life to ignore anyone who would have bothered her and be free of the intergalactic struggles that kept her in the mercenary life.
After that, she doesn’t know what she would. Probably, nothing.
After that, she doesn’t know what she would. Probably, nothing.
1x Thank
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